Gently tapping his foot, with a few swift movements, Wang Junze arrived at the edge of the forest.
After a brief look around, it seemed the entire forest consisted of only one type of tree. Wang Junze didn't recognize what kind of tree it was, but he could sense that there seemed to be a special power contained within these trees.
Reaching this point, Wang Junze was almost certain that there was definitely something wrong with this forest, yet he vaguely felt as if there was some familiar presence here, drawing him in.
After some thought, Wang Junze let out a slight cold smile and finally stepped into it.
In the distance, those three watched Wang Junze enter the forest, and they seemed to have lost all strength, plopping down to the ground, gasping for breath.
"What tricks are you playing?"
Furrowing her brows slightly, Peng Ru asked in a deep voice.
"Don't ask anymore. Get the Netherworld Flying Ship out, let's hurry and escape!"
Shaking her head, the woman urged anxiously.
